Procrastinationitis

I have it. I would rather be cleaning than writing my piece right now. CLEANING. I don't clean. I'm one of the messiest people I know. But right now, I'd rather be going through the zillion of boxes I haven't touched since we moved in (erm, two months ago) than writing my piece. Why, might you ask? Because it needs to be done, and quickly, and I'm not really all that far away from being finished. And it seems the closer that deadline gets, the less I feel inclined to write.

On the one hand, I'm quite tired of these pieces and I don't want to work on them anymore. On the other hand, I've invested too much time to stop now.

Off to work!
(or procrastinate a little more)